Sadness overtakes you,
But that isn’t the thing that breaks you.
It’s the disappointment that fills the space.
In your heart called disgrace.
Victory was in your hands, but it slipped.
Hope deferred makes the heart sick.
But with loss comes opportunity.
Another way to help the community.

It comes like a wave. Washing very slowly over oneself.

Hands shaking
    Voice stuttering
         Stage Fright
            Can’t focus
              Then silence
                  
                                                           It’s all over now.

You can’t see them but they pierce the heart
Can’t be touched but can tear you apart.
When spoken softly can bring healing.
Other times not so appealing.
Can be used as a greeting,
To whomever that you’re meeting.
Some make you smile,
Or laugh for a while.

Isn’t it strange a weapon and a medkit!
Apart of me, apart of you so never forget this!
The power of your tongue is like no other.
So only use it to affirm one another.

She came home from school
with a forced smile on her face.
How could i tell her She thought,
In utter disgrace.
Mom came in with a hearty smile.
She said “how was school?”
As she sat on the stool.
“Was it worth the while?”

She wanted to tell her
and her heart was pounding
She wanted to show her
That her day was anything but astounding.
But she didn’t want her to worry.
Because she was so busy.
So she held in her injury,
even though it made her dizzy.
“School was fine.”
And that’s how it ended.
Because she had no spine
And left important things unattended.

Trust is broken very easily but not very easily repaired.

Problems, Problems everywhere.
Equations, Expressions it’s so unfair!
From x to y from y to x,
You never know what comes next!
Until it leaves you with one desire.
Math, I hope you die in a fire.

Well, I don’t actually feel that way.
In fact, Math is kinda ok.
Although Math sometimes can be disturbing,
a world without it would be quite unnerving.